People could finally go and get the New Year goods they deserved. The cold air on the lake became stronger and stronger, and the snow became harder and harder. The old man said to the hunters, Tengri is urging us, let's do it quickly. The people on the snow lake flew to their respective territories, and the hunting ground was once again filled with hot and happy scenes.
The old man brought Chen Zhen to a medium-sized snow pit and stopped. The old man said," Don't look for a snow pit that is too big. If the snow pit is too big, there will be too many yellow goats inside. There will be seven or eight or more yellow goats that have suffocated to death piled up in a pile. The heat will be too hot. The snow in the snow pit will not freeze the sheep for a while." With so much hot air, the sheep's stomach had long been bloated, its legs were stiff, its belly was purple, and half of the mutton had long been smelly. Even if the sheep were frozen, it would be a half-smelly sheep. If this kind of sheep was pulled to the purchasing station, it would not be sold for half the price. When people saw the belly of the sheep, they would lower the price by two levels. They would only give you the skin money, and the meat money would be gone. However, these half-stinky sheep wolves loved to eat the most. The sheep buried here would definitely be remembered by the wolves for the entire winter. Let's leave the best wolf food for the wolves.
The old man lay on the felt and inserted the birchwood hook into the pit. The snow pit was more than two meters deep. The old man probed bit by bit. After a while, he suddenly exerted strength and stabilized the pole. Then he said to Chen Zhen, I've already hooked one. Let's pull it up together. The two of them continued to pull the sheep out as they continued to pull it down, so that the snow sand that continued to leak would fill the gap under the frozen sheep and then fill the sheep up bit by bit. The two of them stood up and slowly pulled it sideways. A frozen sheep's head covered in snow was revealed from the snow pit. The iron hook was not slanted and just hooked the goat's throat without hurting the sheepskin at all. Chen Zhen bent down and grabbed the goat's head with both hands. With a strong pull, he pulled a big yellow goat that weighed fifty to sixty pounds onto the felt. The yellow goat was already frozen solid, and its belly was neither swollen nor purple. This was a yellow goat that had been quickly suffocated and frozen to death. The old man said,"This is a first-class sheep and can be sold at the highest price."
The old man gasped and said," There's still more inside. You hook it, just like you hook the buckets that fall into the well. You have to find the right place and then use force. Don't break the skin, it's worthless." Chen Zhen agreed repeatedly. He took the pole and inserted it into the snow pit. He gently probed and found that there were about one or two yellow goats at the bottom of the snow pit. It took him a long time to figure out the shape of a sheep. Then, he slowly found the neck of the sheep and hooked it a few times. Finally, he hooked it. Chen Zhen had finally caught his first " big fish " in the snow lake of the grassland. He had caught fifty to sixty catties of fish, and it was a big prey that even a fast horse couldn't catch up to. He shouted excitedly at Yanke on the shore," Look, I hooked one up too, it's huge! It was too exciting! Yang Ke shouted anxiously,"Come back quickly!" Come back! Come and take my place! So that Abba could rest!
Cries of surprise could be heard from all over the lake. One by one, the big yellow goats with intact fur and fat were fished up. Snow rafts flew towards the shore one after another. Those young and strong fast hands had already begun to salvage the second boat. Batu, Gasmai, and Lanmuzab's two felt rafts were the most capable. They were accurate and fast at hooking sheep. They also specialized in hooking big sheep and good sheep. If they hooked up medium sheep or small sheep, or big sheep with bloated stomachs or purple stomachs, as long as they could not sell for a good price, they would throw them back into the empty snow pit. The wild snowfield showed a scene of a bumper harvest that could only be seen during the spring lambs. The wolves that were watching from the top of the mountain in the distance must be fuming with anger. The wolves who were experts at robbing people on the grassland actually had a time when they were robbed. Chen Zhen couldn't help but laugh.
The old man and Chen Zhen carried the two yellow goats towards the shore. The felt boat docked, and Yang Ke and Bayar helped the old man down. Chen Zhen pushed the two yellow goats off the felt raft, and the four of them dragged the two goats to their ox-cart. Chen Zhen noticed that the two ox-carts were already loaded with a few large sheep and hurriedly asked what was going on. Yang Ke said,"Baya and I only dug one. The others were given to us by the families who came back first." They said that this was the rule of the Elun Plains. Yang Ke laughed. We really have a great advantage by following the old father. The old man also smiled and said,"You're also from the grasslands. You have to remember the rules of the grasslands in the future."
The old man was tired. He sat cross-legged beside the ox cart and smoked. He said, You two go on your own, and be careful. If he fell down, he would quickly spread his arms and legs and hold his breath. This way, he wouldn't fall too deep. The person on the blanket quickly stretched out the hook. He must not hurt his face. Otherwise, he would not be able to marry a woman in the future. The old man laughed as he coughed. He then asked Bayar to carry some firewood, light a fire, and prepare lunch.
Chen Zhen and Yang Ke excitedly walked towards the felt raft. As he approached the deep snow by the lake, Chen Zhen suddenly discovered a snow cave. It was like a tunnel in the snow that led to a deeper place. Yang Ke smiled and said," I didn't dare to tell you that Abba was there just now. This is the snow hole that Baya and I dug. That's how the big sheep was dug out." Ba Ya was really a mischievous person. Seeing that they had left, he took advantage of his small body and opened his leather robe. He actually climbed onto the snow and crawled forward. The snow shell could withstand him. He found a snow pit five or six meters in front of him and climbed back. He asked me to dig a tunnel with him. After a while, we found it. He went into the hole again and tied the lamb leg with a rope. Then, he came out. Then, I pulled the big yellow goat out alone. Baya is too bold. I'm really afraid that the snow will collapse and bury him inside…
Chen Zhen said," I've already experienced this. He dares to pull the wolf's leg with his bare hands, but he doesn't dare to drill into this snow hole?" Mongolian children were already so powerful, what would happen when they grew up! Yang Ke said,"When I asked Ba Ya not to drill a hole, this little guy actually said that he had already drilled into a wolf hole, so why would he not dare to drill into a snow hole?" He said that when he was seven years old, he crawled into a big wolf hole and dug out a nest of wolf cubs. Don't you always want to take out wolf cubs? When the time comes, we'll bring Baya along. Chen Zhen quickly said,"I don't dare to do that." Looking at the Mongolian's personality, I can only be envious.
Yang Ke and Chen Zhen, the two Beijing students, boarded the Mongolian snow raft. Yang Ke's young face actually had wrinkles on it. He said," Hunting on the grassland was really interesting. It was too boring and monotonous to herd sheep all day and all night. I realized that once I got into contact with wolves, life on the grassland became colorful, fun, and exciting.
Chen Zhen said,"The grassland is vast and sparsely populated. There is not a single yurt in a radius of dozens of miles. If you don't deal with wolves or go hunting, you will suffocate to death." A few days ago, I was addicted to reading. It seems that the grassland people worship wolf totems for thousands of years.
The two of them had eaten their fill of braised steak during breakfast and were now filled with energy. The two of them spewed out white steam in a hurry, like racers on a dragon boat. They used their hands and feet to switch back and forth, and the felt raft flew and slid like a snowmobile. Yang Ke also finally hooked a big yellow goat with his own hands. He was so happy that he almost collapsed the felt raft. Chen Zhen was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly held him down. Yang Ke patted the yellow sheep and shouted,"Just now, I saw someone hook the sheep. It was like a dream. I only woke up from a dream now." It was true! It was true! There really was such a good thing. Thank you, Wolf! Wolves! Wolves!
Yang Ke held the hook firmly, not letting Chen Zhen touch it. Chen Zhen didn't dare to fight with him on the dangerous boat, so he could only work as a coolie. Yang Ke hooked three big yellow goats in a row. He was addicted to hooking and refused to go ashore. He smiled evilly and said, Let's hook first before transporting. It's more efficient. With that, Yang Ke laid the hooked sheep flat on the solid snow.
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